Monday, July 24, 2006

Because the moonbats are fucking crazy. We see it on my blog every day. This blog attracts nutcases. In Boston, you see them on the streets, too. It’s nice to see moonbats supporting terrorists. Fucking assholes.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

You get a beat down. Many of are nation’s “heroes” become such because they are cut from a different mold than the average person. They have a little “something extra”. That something extra is what drives them to accomplish things most people couldn’t, or at least wouldn’t. Like astronauts. Lots of kids want to grow up to be astronauts, but how many actually have what it takes? How many are willing to make the sacrifice necessary? How many are willing to put their lives on the line trying something that hasn’t been done before?

Buzz Aldrin did. Buzz Aldrin does. Just because your body isn’t willing, doesn’t mean your mind has given up as well. So what does happen when you insult Buzz Aldrin to his face? What happens when you verbally attack an “old man” and get up in his face?

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I’ve been on the road often lately and have long since lost track of the blogosphere. Making the rounds tonight, I see little has changed.

Liberals are still retards.

What kind of an idiot would prefer Hugo Chavez to President Bush? A liberal, of course. Mother Sheehan. The logic is simply baffling to me and yet on the other hand, so revealing of the modern liberal. How can someone allow partisan politics to cloud their vision and judgement to such an extreme?

For the life of me, I can never understand someone saying something so incredibly stupid. Turn the tables on me. Hell, I’d take John Kerry or Bill Clinton anyday over Hugo Chavez. Give me Hillary even. Although I may disagree on the methods they employ and the views they may take – I still know in my heart of hearts that they are loyal Americans with a strong America in mind. We simply disagree on why and how we’re gonna get there.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Now the big did certainly has made things easier in Boston, in my opinion, but that doesn’t appear to be long lasting. The fucking thing is falling apart and it’s not even finished. What a waste of tax payer dollars. Not just mine, either. Yours too. The whole nation paid for this abortion. Running triple the projected budget isn’t enough, either. They charge you five bucks to use it, too.

What makes it that much more insulting is the ongoing cover-up. If an insider speaks out, they have to start updating their resume. Ask Christy Mihos. He has my vote for Governor, by the way. There aren’t many issues that we don’t agree on. Check him out. Maybe you’ll agree.

Saturday, July 8, 2006

Those of you who remember DSD from our first second run, realize that as hard as I try, I’ll never understand how moonbats think. I just don’t understand their logic. The more of their activity I witness, the more confused I get. Massachusetts is a great place to observe moonbats in their natural habitat, so I think I’m someone what of a “confused expert” on the subject.

What has me pissed off today? My constitutional rights. You know, those pesky little things the moonbats are constantly wailing in the streets about? Lamenting the loss of their Constitutional rights under the heavy hand of our dictator-in-chief, wah wah wah. While here in the REAL WORLD Massachusetts steamrolls our rights under the 2nd Amendment. In Massachusetts you can be denied your 2nd Amendment rights simply because the police chief doesn’t like you. Or what you’re wearing. Or simply for no reason at all. And now the local moonbats are crying for tougher gun laws. Tougher?

Here’s more moonbat logic. Massachusetts has some of the toughest gun laws in the country. In 1998 they made it next to impossible to get a concealed weapons permit (which you shouldn’t need to begin with). Since 1998 gun crime has risen. So what do they do? Why, use tax payer dollars for an amnesty gun buy back. That worked well. Gun crime is up 75% so far this year. Why? It’s a criminals paradise. The moonbats have successfully disarmed a huge portion of the law-abiding citizens. It’s open season.

That’s moonbat logic. The moonbats take away your ability to defend yourself, and crime goes down. Huh? I guess you have to look at the “big picture”. The moonbats want you defenseless. That’s their entire platform. “Let us protect you. Well make sure you have clothes, safety, and food.” Wait? Isn’t that communism too? Only they can’t do it. It’s proven right here in my own moonbat mecca. I guess it’s a good thing for the moonbat queens that their voters are lemmings. What the hell are they going to do if one of them steps away from the pack someday and says “Whoa. Where’s the protection, food, and clothes?”

Wednesday, July 5, 2006

Seriously. I have an odd family. Not the people individually (for the most part), but the family dynamics in general. What specifically broughout this on? My sister is a fucking nutjob. Seriously. Every time I talk to her I wonder how she can be so detached from reality. I can’t even have a conversation with her. It rattles my brain. Have you ever spoken to someone and walked away wondering if they’ve been awake for the last few decades?

That’s my sister. She’s such a nutjob it’s annoying. You wouldn’t know it just to talk to her, you have to know her. If you ran into her on the street you wouldn’t realize she’s insane unless she started in on one of her tinfoil hat government-control-cancer-from-Jiffy Pop popcorn conspiracy theories. What exactly do I mean? Talking to her is like reading Democratic Underground. Her version of reality is fiction. Sure, it’s sometimes based on fact, but it’s warped fact. You could look at her and tell her “it’s night time, the moon is out and the sky is black”. Then, 15 minutes later, she’ll walk up to you and say your a piece of shit. You ask why. She’s pissed because you just told her she has a fat ass and smokes crack. Huh? Exactly.

She needs to see a shrink. Or at least get a fucking job and move out on her own.

Tuesday, July 4, 2006

One of the first things I did when I moved into my new house was add an alarm system and cement a safe to the floor. Why? So I can continue to grow my collection. I’ve had numerous new additions since I closed down the blog. Here’s one of my favorites. I’ll add more as I go along. I can’t give you all the eye candy in one day.

Saturday, July 1, 2006

It’s been what, 6 hours since we decided to bring the blog back online? In that short time span, I’ve already received 2 moonbat love mails. Did you spend the last 6 months checking those lame forums every day, dying for our return? I honestly didn’t think there were any trolls left around. I guess making you put a legitimate email address on the forums kept you at bay.

Well, fear no more! No longer will you have to sit in your mother’s basement spanking to tubgirl. Not one more night will you have to spend re-enacting goats.cx! Now you can spend your time calling the moonbat hotline, courtesy of Dog Snot Diaries, saving your pennies for the bus fare to kick my ass (still waiting, neocunt), and regurgitating moveon talking points! Kittens Mittens! Your pathetic life has just been given new meaning.

Speaking of new meaning, I wonder if Old Fat Hag ever got her cash back from Cosahavenohome. I’m guessing that would be a big fat no. He’s still knee deep in Night Train after all the money he conned the moonbats out of.